Lines - The Walker Brothers

Bus line down the centre line

Took me from the dotted lines

That bore my name

Rolling 'cross the border lines

Looking for a peace of mind

That never came

And now I must stand free

But there’s nobody here

But me to fill my bed

I wish that I had read

Between the lines

Bread lines the cheap wines

They’re the only life lines

That I have left

No more debts to pay back

Because I can’t find the way back

To save myself

And now I must stand free

But there’s nobody here

But me, oh Lord, I’m strung out

Soaking wet and hung out on the line

And now I must stand free

But there’s nobody here

But me to fill my bed

I wish that I had read

Between the lines